Liu Zhizhong truly hadn't expected that Luo Yanling lived in a villa neighborhood, the same one as his own.

Only, Luo Yanling's was in the West District, while his was in the East District.

Luo Yanling's car led Liu Zhizhong's through the West Gate, and in no time they arrived at her doorstep.

It was a two-story villa with an enclosed courtyard, featuring gates that automatically recognized license plates and faces.

Luo Yanling drove in, while Liu Zhizhong didn't. He parked his car on the spacious side road outside.

Luo Yanling got out of her car and called out to him at the gate, "Hey, Brother Zhizhong, come on in for a drink before you leave, won't you?"

In just two short days, their relationship had progressed to calling each other 'brother' and 'sister.' Luo Yanling really knew how to work with people!

Her voice was magnetic, very enticing.

But out of politeness, Liu Zhizhong still got out of his car and smiled, "That'll do, Little Sister Luo, the Buddhist way is to see someone off to their doorstep. With a man and woman, it's best not to enter private houses. Your villa is pretty nice, though!"

"Hehe..." Luo Yanling glanced back, nodded and said, "Yeah, it's not bad, it's all because of..."

Liu Zhizhong saw her pause, and he remembered something, speaking in a lower voice, "Your ex-boyfriend was quite generous to you, wasn't he? This little villa in our city, including the decoration and all, is worth over three million."

Luo Yanling's face flushed, a bit bashful, "Don't mention him. In the end, he gave it to me and I'm not giving it back. What about over three million? I slept with him for three years, isn't that over a million a year?"

"Uh..." Liu Zhizhong hesitated, "Is that how you calculate your own worth? Little Sister Luo, isn't that selling yourself short?"

"Is it? Do you want me, then? I might just give you a deal for over a million a year."

In the night, Luo Yanling's shining eyes were even more starry and enchanting, stirring something within Liu Zhizhong.

What a temptress she was, no wonder Secretary Ma couldn't resist her.

However, Liu Zhizhong was steady, chuckling, "Alright, Little Sister Luo, let's not talk like that. I'm a married man, you know!"

"So you can't leave your family?"

"Uh... what are you talking about? Alright, it's getting late. You should go and rest..."

As he said this, Liu Zhizhong gestured towards the villa behind Luo Yanling.

However, his expression suddenly grew tense, as he felt the curtain in the upstairs living room of the small villa move slightly, as though a shadow had flitted by.

At that moment, a thought struck Liu Zhizhong.

Just then, Luo Yanling said with a trace of resentment, "Sigh, seems I don't match up to Brother Zhizhong, huh? You look down on your sister so much, you even disdain entering my house? Fine, you go home, drive carefully..."

But with a hearty laugh, Liu Zhizhong nodded, "Alright, alright, seeing as you've put it that way, I'll come in for a sip of water, just a sip of water, mind you—not for anything else!"

Luo Yanling burst into laughter upon hearing this, tickled by his humor, and in a tender voice said, "Don't worry, I won't really give you a sip of my water, hehe... Come on, Brother Zhizhong, please come in! Or want to bring your car in, too?"

"No need for that, I'll just sit for a bit and then leave."

Following this, Liu Zhizhong walked into the courtyard with Luo Yanling, and the automatic gate closed slowly behind them.

Luo Yanling was especially happy, carrying her bag in one hand and slipping her other arm through Liu Zhizhong's as they entered the yard.

She wore a black silk dress with spaghetti straps, her bare arms glossy and smooth, making Liu Zhizhong's heart skip a beat; he quickly pulled away.

"Hey, Little Sister Luo, that's not appropriate—men and women shouldn't get too close!"

"There you go again, shunning me, sigh..."

They soon opened the door to the first floor and entered. As soon as they reached the living room, the lights suddenly turned on full blast.

At that, Luo Yanling got a huge scare, let out a scream, and flung herself onto Liu Zhizhong.

Liu Zhizhong, with an artist's courage and boldness, was afraid of nothing and stared coldly at everything before him.

He saw that in the living room on the first floor, six burly men stood in two rows, all with an ominous look on their faces.

On the staircase, Wang Xiaohu, with a bandage on his nose, descended step by step, clapping his hands, his eyes shooting out a cold light.

As he clapped, he said icily, "Luo Yanling, you tramp! You really play wild! The Mayor's d**k wasn't satisfying enough for you, so you found a pretty boy, eh? Hmm, quite a strapping fellow, brother! Tell me, do you plan on licking this whore's pussy tonight?"

Damn!

Wang Xiaohu's words were truly vulgar!

Luo Yanling's face turned completely red, but looking at the scene, she was terrified.

Holding on to Liu Zhizhong's arm and trembling, she said, "Wang Xiaohu, quit being disgusting. What else do you want to do?"

Liu Zhizhong, however, was calm, watching everything intently, about to say something when Wang Xiaohu sneered and sat down on the sofa, pointing at Liu Zhizhong, "Little b***h, trying to be the Mayor's and my replacement? Feeling confident? Alright, it looks like you two are quite intimate. Tonight I don't ask for anything else, just meet my simple demand, and I'll let you both go!"

"What do you want?" asked Liu Zhizhong indifferently.

Wang Xiaohu pointed to the large sofa opposite him, "Come on, you two get on that, and perform a live Sex Show for me and the boys here, until you're spent."